The choice to choose is the truth that hides in plain site. It’s easy to miss when you’re so busy getting on and doing the stuff that needs to be done.
The major choice we have to make is whether we choose the choices we make, or whether we allow other things to choose for us…
Doing ‘what needs to be done’ is a choice to allow ‘what needs to be done’ to choose our actions for us.
We displace our choices all the time. We buy things because we liked the advert or because the packaging is appealing. We have traditions because they follow the rules for how things are ‘supposed to be done’ even when there is no rational explanation for it.
You want an example? Weddings. They are full of crazy ‘just because’ traditions, that are dutifully pedalled and upheld by a criminally over-priced industry.
‘You can’t have a wedding without a…’
‘It’s not Christmas without…’
‘Summer is not the same without the…’
We hear this all the time. We think it all the time. We listen to it all the time. And we choose it all the time.
Our choices are often limited to trivial things.
Reality gets boxed in.
The ego doesn’t really want us being encouraged to choose anything more dramatic than the kind of toothpaste we buy, the supermarket at which we shop, or the football team we support (if we even have a choice about that).
The ego doesn’t want us to recognise the choice to choose.
“When you have a choice to make and you don’t make it, that in itself is a choice.” – William James
We often buy into the superficial, boundary-defined choice that comes from BEING GIVEN things to choose between. That’s not real choice.
If you’re choosing between supermarkets to shop at then you have no choice. The unconscious choice you made without realising was when you accepted the supermarket paradigm. You chose choosing a supermarket over thinking about what an alternative way of living might look like.
Reality gets narrowly defined by the freedom we believe we have to choose within the context we find ourselves. We do what is expected of us and choose between the things that are put infront of us.
But what would it be like to define the boudaries of your own choices?
This is the place where we truly get to live our lives. There comes a time when it is down to us to choose the choice we have made.
Consider the idea of love. We build a romantic, magical, or divine idea of what it means to love another.
And that is where things often fail.
Love has nothing to do with romance. Love is not divine, or magical, or even special.
Love is a choice.
And it’s very hard.
When we think of it as ‘out there’, which is how we view romantic love or a divine love of God, we lose the true nature of it as a choice that we need to KEEP ON MAKING.
It is a call of the conscience and a gritty, messy and chaotic internal conflict between what we want to do and what we actually do, which is what we hate to do because it’s not good for us or anyone around us.
The only real choice is whether we let things continue as before, or whether we are going to intervene and do something to change the path of the thing in question.